To Horace Mann
Alas! perhaps that glorious to-morrow was a dismal yesterday! at least, perhaps it was to me! The genius of England might be a mere mercenary man of this world, and employed all his attention to turn aside cannon-balls from my Lord Stair, to give new edge to his new Marl-borough's sword ; was plotting glory for my Lord Carteret, or was thinking of furnishing his own apartment in Westminster Hall with a new set of trophies—who would then take care of Mr. Conway? You, who are a minister, will see all this in still another light, will fear our defeat, and will foresee the train of consequences. —Why, they may be wondrous ugly j but till I know what I have to think about my own friends, I cannot be wise in my generation.
I shall now only answer your letter; for till I have read to-morrow's post, I have no thoughts but of a battle.
I am angry at your thinking that I can dislike to receive two or three of your letters at once. Do you take me for a child, and imagine, that though I like one plum-tart, two may make me sick ? I now get them regularly; so I do but receive them, I am easy.
You are mistaken about the gallery; so far from un-furnishing any part of the house, there are several pictures undisposed, besides numbers at Lord Walpole's, at the Exchequer, at Chelsea, and at New Park. Lord Walpole has taken* a dozen to Stanno2, a small house, about four miles from hence, where he lives with my Lady Walpole's vicegerent3. You may imagine that her deputies are no fitter than she is to come where there is a modest, unmarried girl4.
I will write to London for the Life of Theodore, though
2 Stanhoe, in the neighbourhood of King's Lynn.
3 Miss Norsa; she was a Jewess, and had been a singer. Walpole.— Lord Walpole took her off the stage
with the concurrence of her parents, to whom, he gave a bond, by which he engaged to marry her on the demise of his wife. Cunningliam. 4 Lady Maria Walpole. Walpole.